Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Old Waves


It was just a dance
But it made me again
Feel the gentle wave
Memories torment
When one dances again

   It was just a whisper
   But it filled my space
   Of promises not to be kept
   And of distant waves
   Upon forgotten shores

       It was just a goodbye
      At sunrise on a fall day
      But it was not to depart
      Nor was it to stay
      But just to whisper
      And keep on dancing
      With passing time
      Again

October 14, 2015
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2015


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